29/12/02
7:06
Potrei ingessarmi e dire che sono caduto dalle scale e non ho potuto studiare.
Potrei dire che e` morto mio padre in un incidente sul lavoro.
Potrei fare una telefonata anonima e avvertire che c`e` una bomba nella scuola.
Comunque Signore, nella tua misericordia, fa` che io non sia interpellato oggi:
picchiami col randello della tua bonta`,
frustami con lo scudisco della tua giustizia,
percuotimi con la clava della tua comprension,
sfigurami col martello della tua grazia,
tumefammi con la mazza del tuo amore.
Ma preservami, oh Signore, dall`interrogazione,
perche' qualsiasi tua punizione, oh Signore,
se oggi mi interrogano,
e` nulla al confronto di cio` che mi succese
QUANDO TORNO A CASA.
Oh Signore, io so che nella tua infinita bonta` fai finta di non vedere, ma e` cosa risaputa che i professori (tipo Miss Barbalace dear) SONO ESSERI IMMONDI.
Fin dalla mattina quando mi sveglio, Signore, mi prende l`angoscia.
Percio` Signore ti prego: accoglili in un letto di malattia (specialment Miss Barbalace dear), purche` essa sia perlomeno gotta, enterocolite o epatite virale.
HOW ARE YOU SISTER IN LAW DEAR... HOW ARE YOUR STUDIES GOING? DID YOU BECOME A DOCTOR YET? AND HOW IS YOUR DAUGHTER IN LAW WHO IS SUPPOSED TO GET HER EDUCATION OVER A BOY THAT BARELY REACHED THE AGE OF 20 WHEN HE WAS PRESCRIBED TO BE MARRIED? HOW ARE YOU PRIESTS WHO CAN PRESCRIBE A WOMAN TO BE MARRIED TO A DIVORCEE?
HOW ARE YOU LORD JESUS CHRIST?
When I was teaching I used to teach the following to my students
SALMO DI ANGOSCIA DELLO STUDENTE: to jasmine with love from her teacher whom she loved so much that she wanted to shoot her in the head.
Signore ti supplico, illuminami su come fare a non essere interrogato.
Signore ti supplico, ricordati che i professori (tipo Miss Barbalace dear) sono in fondo esseri umani, e come tali devono morire.
signed: Miss jasmine b.
HOW ARE YOU LIQUIDATOR WHO THINKS THAT YOU CAN ENTER MY FAMILY`S LIFE IN SUCH A THOUNDEROUS MANNER?
voglio ubbriacarmi di te vino inebriante
voglio camminare ad occhi chiusi
luce che estasia
voglio cantare d`amore
cuore che trepida
ED ORA CHE TI HO LODATO
MI VUOI PROTEGGERE????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
Something old, something new...!!
He was good!!!!
NOW THIS VERY RELATED...!!
HREF="https://www.angelfire.com/ut/accounting/Itwasntme.html">It must have been me!!
Un mondo pieno di ladri !!
...don`t go around grinning...the devil first entices then kills...it is better to be on the side of GOD.!!
you should read this...is so peacefull...however it could reveal itself as an EARTHQUAKE...do as you please
In my dream I saw the string
nylon and finely compact.
The Greek has decided
to call it quits
and get me stretched.
They have tried it once
by his order
It failed because
there was still a bit of order
All is collapsed now
The "DELITTO PERFETTO"
has to be activated
or the Liquidator will loose his face
and that will be highly unappreciated.
When will it be?
Will it be a lebanese
or an indian
to do the deed?
A stooge will be sent
to perform your action.
Stamp your feet, and
break the floor,
I am unmoved, I am still, I am DEAD.
But as dead as I may be
I walk, I talk,
I sing, I love
to haunt you
and your FOLLOWERS
greek junk with the face
soiled of dung...
THE STRING WAS IN THE HAND AND BEING MEASURED BY THE GREEK STOOGE, BUT WHO GETS TO BE SO LUCKY IN PUTTING IT AROUND MY NECK?
"We do not want her dead, otherwise all she have will go to her cousins in Argentina, we have to make sure that she doesn`t kill herself... we have to place her with a good ITALIAN FAMILY and we have to model her up... her brain we mean... to like... SEX AND BE A SEX ADDICT... this is the only way we can walk scott free... and with our face clean..., we`ve go to do this..."
for the liquidator... I came to you for work...
for the police... I came to you for justice...
for the principal... I came to you so that you could teach your clients to understand that that is a school not a pub...
to my brother... I came to you because my mother told me that my brother will always be there for me... sorry I made a mistake... I didn`t realise that when a brother marries then the wife takes over and the sister becomes the intruder... who need ask permission to talk to her own flesh and blood.
In my dream I heard someone say:
DEPARTMENT OF SCHOOL EDUCATION, I LOVE YOU... DO YOU LOVE ME TOO...
I HAVE THE RIGHT TO GO ANYWHERE I WANT AND STILL TO DEMAND TO BE TREATED WITH RESPECT ... that is for the stalker...
I have the right to go anywhere, TO ASK FOR JOBS, to work, to look after my things...PSYCHIATRISTS STOP KILLING... YOU HAVEN`T GRASPED WHAT BEING A DOCTOR IS... GO AND LEARN. AND LEAVE THE GOOD HEALTH PEOPLE ALONE.